Bill’s Sax
Bill walks into a downtown bar in Washington and there’s a band playing.
He goes up to the band at a break and asks if he can play his saxophone in the band.
The band leader says no.
Bil says, “Please can I play my sax?”
Again the band leader says no.
Bill says, “I’m the President, you have to let me play!”
The band gets mad and says, “No, now get out of here.”
Bill turns around and starts walking then stops, and says, “Well can I bring in my WhoreMonica?”